Lost in the Vast Cosmos
Memories of the past encroach on the unhappy poet's consciousness.
The sickle moon is a false
smile in an indifferent sky.
Hidden in the grass,
crickets sing dissonant hymns.
I lose myself in memories
of springs past,
as the stars surround me,
like a broken halo.
They are far away.
That’s where they’ll stay.
The sky is like a book
in a language I can’t read.
I try to understand,
but beneath my feet
are the bones of creatures
who once had the same need.
NATURE’S WAY (After Li Po)
The poet muses about an indifferent nature, insensitive to the vagaries of old age.
Trees crack like whips
in a furious wind.
The lake’s waves
beat mercilessly
against the shore.
I close my door.
I’m alone with the moon
and a million stars.
Nature is dismal and cold.
It has no thoughts.
It has no emotions.
It knows nothing
of growing old.
I gaze at the sky
passing over my head,
unable to return to my bed.
George Freek's poetry has appeared in numerous Journals and Reviews. His poem Written At Blue Lake" was nominated by "Poetry South" for a Pushcart Prize. His poem "Enigmatic Variations" was also nominated by "Big Windows Review" for Best of the Net. His collection "Melancholia" is published by Red Wolf Editions.